Daughters of Lace
Francesca Chapter 3
A flimsy sheet of paper fluttered out and I caught a glimpse of something white wrapped within. I folded the paper back to reveal a lacy white cross held in place by tiny pins at the top, sides and bottom. It was a sumptuous piece of lace, dazzling against the blackness of the bottom layer of card, seeming to hang lik…
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